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Julian looked around the hallway at the other students. Boys were dressed exactly like boys always dress. And girls were dressed exactly like girls always dress in a repressed school that makes you dress like your grandmother. He had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Sid I think I make a terrible mistake! What am I going to do?""Don't ask me!" replied Sid. "Your the one who came to school dressed ike a chick."The two minute warning bell rang, and the students began hurrying toward...

"Not twins," said Donna Vallee shortly, after Ernie had retreated to the cooking area, the smell of bacon permeating the air. "Cindy and Pearl are husband and wife, aren't you, girls?" he asked as the two blondes nodded and smiled at me to see how I took such news.Well, how do you take such news. I smiled as best as I could, though I was going crazy inside. Looking from one to the other, I couldn't tell at all which of the lovely women could possible be the husband. I'd have hated to make a...

For some reason she could not understand, she returned to the box with the clothing. "Still, this is a pretty dress and just look at these shoes!" As she held them in her hands she felt an electric shock run up her arms and collide with her brain. "I must try them on, they would look perfect on me."Well just the shoes. What harm can it do?" She took the satin red six-inch high heels and put them on her feet. They were made for her and the matching dress beckoned to her."I don't have time to...

Once again, the room seemed to fade away. George listened and then didn't listen. Maybe he didn't understand he was listening, absorbing all the details and scenarios that Judith was taking him through. Judith watched him too. She knew she was skilled, and could talk most of her subjects into a trance-like state. She stayed slow and even, as she took him deeper, describing how he would dress as a woman, about makeup and hair, heels and hose, perfume, and the power a woman can have over a man...

My Own Graduation The headmistress blindfolded me and leashed me, the collar tight around my neck. "I'm so proud of you," she whispered into my ear. "Ready?" I nodded. I allowed her to lead me. There is a trick to walking on a lead; if it is too tight, move toward the person leading you. If you feel it is too loose, slow your pace just a trifle. I followed her perfectly. Then she dropped the leash, a silent command to stop. "You know what you must say, my dear. Tell us what you will be doing."...

No, I didn't think of Belanger as I waited for Thierry to set me free from jail. All I could think of was how he, Thierry, the only man I loved fully and physically as an orgasmic woman, was going to make love to me all night as soon as I was in his arms and in our bed, once more.Thierry, however, only pushed documents into my purse and into my hands as I clung to him and kissed and kissed him, rejecting all my urgings, even when I lifted a stocking leg up about his so that he could pleasure...

Andy reacted badly to the news that he was supposed to stay in character as his sister, continuously, for a few weeks or more. It wasn't that he was scared of being found out that he was really Andrea's brother, a boy in a dress, not that he didn't enjoy himself hanging out with Andrea's freinds, or even that he felt uncomfortable about meeting with his sister's boyfriend on dates. To the contrary, Iam was being like a true gentleman and giving him the space he'd asked for, and he had fun,...

"That's why women wear stockings, ladies." Lacy made the video pause and panned her sight across our faces. "They make our legs appeal to most men, and even some women will find them irresistible. They shimmer enchantingly when we walk, they swish subtly when our legs brush against each other, they set us aglow with sexual mystery." She paused again to look at us. "I'm sure each of you looking at a sexy girl in a short skirt has wondered at one time or another what she had on her legs:...

I squirmed and felt my stockings rubbing against one another and my garter belt gently pulling my stockings up my legs as I sat with crossed legs and tried to note where we were going. So this was how a woman felt, was all that ran through my shaky thoughts, however, not chasing away the queasiness that invaded my whole body. My breasts seemed far too aroused, so too my thighs where the garter belt tugged on me each time I stirred a leg.I could hardly do anything as a passenger in the car with...

"Dad," Andy asked directly, "If the police asked you to dress up in women's clothing to catch a rapist who had hurt your sister, what would you do?"His dad sighed slightly and rubbed his big strong hands together. Then he looked Andy in the eyes before giving an honest answer. "It's a tough call, Andy, and one that only you yourself can make - but do what you think is the right thing. There's a bad man out there - one who has left your sister in a coma and could hurt others. And let's be...

"The training is actually simple. Long before they arrive, we have determined loosely which program they are going to be through. When they arrive, we immediately begin working at breaking their spirit. Let us leave out Category Four because they are merely boys that have to be tweaked into Stud or Sissy. What I am about to tell you is for 'girls' and sissies of Category One to Three."We start with getting them used to being dressed as girls and extending that training as time progresses....

Roger groaned in misery. He would make the clean break, he told himself, if only he could be fully convinced it was right - but he could not. If he could, he would tell Velva Linda goodbye, never to meet with her again, perhaps to spend his whole life alone - but it was not good for a man to be alone! God Himself had said that! Roger knew it was true, in the deepest core of his heart! If he defied God's word and his own deepest needs about that how could he have any certainty about anything at...

Next he walked to his dressing table, sat down and picked up a box of jewelry; he added rings and a gold necklace. He sprayed on some perfume. The he stood up and looked at himself int e mirror. He ran his elegant hands down his body, feeling the slightly rough material. The dress sparkled and shone under the electric light. His heart beat with excitement. He felt an inner stillness ease through his body. He thought of Monika earlier - the richly deserved spanking followed by the love-making...

"So am I accepted?""Provisionally, yes. Your last answer was why when asked if you considered Crossplay. One of our options for employees is Otokonoko, or Trap. Do you know what that is?" I wasn't sure and said so. "The term is applied to boys who dress as girls. In Japan they have dedicated cafes and fashion shops where the service personnel are all boys dressed in attractive female clothing. The pay for a Trap character is higher than it would be for you to dress as a male character.""Really?...

"Are those breasts real?" Misti's counselor asked her almost as soon as Misti had sat down in her office. The counselor for transgendered students, known as Ms. T, had real breasts herself and big ones too - as her low neckline made all too obvious - although her face looked more masculine that Misti's face."Uh, yes, they're real," Misti said. "I've got a rare hormone imbalance.""Oh, They're so lovely! And I'll bet you're here to find out how you can keep bad boys from giving you a hard time...

Ian danced and twirled across the office a a favourite tune played. It seemed to be natural to be doing it in heels now. "Very good," He turned to find Lottie and Melanie at the door watching him. "How long have you been there?" he asked, surprised that he hadn't locked the door."Long enough to see what a star you're going to be." Melanie hugged him theatrically, and then Lottie did the same, more warmly, with a secret smile as she broke away. "Are you ready for phase two?""Phase two?" Ian...

Reluctant Press has been in business for over 25 years bringing the best in stories of crossdressing, transsexuals, forced feminization, mystery, intrigue and often the ultimate satisfaction of transgender individuals. From those involved with innocent urges to males trapped by women and men with sinister goals, the novels bring you adventure in the transvestite, crossdressing and transgender world.